**Taσrgaon. Aristotle, tom. 2, fol. 82. Ed. Du Val. All critics concur in recommending that the curtain should be dropped over the disgusting scenes of the catastrophe. Non tamen intus digna-geri promes in scenam-multaque tolles ex occulis. Hor. Ars. Pœ. (d) Thalia. Una e Novem musis Comædiæ et Ludicrorum præses a baλ viresco, floreo, exhilaror. Vide 6 Bucol. 2d L. Virg. Delp. (e) Far fam'd Steed. The fact of Dido's Steed, though raised in Tyre, being of the true Arabian breed, though not noticed by Servius, Gronovius, Ruæus, Heyne, Wakefield, or any other commentator, is now ascertained from the pedigree of the Bussorah Arabian, whose descent is distinctly traced from Bulbulfor that was the name of Dido's steed. Vide an old Arabic manuscript of Mr. Van Ranst, Penes me. (f) Pius Æneas. Virg. Speluncam eandem, &c. Virg. For General Brown. As it is supposed the general will be in town about the time, these lines are inserted; if the general, however, should not arrive, any other hero, whose name will rhyme, or nearly so, may be introduced; if not, the following lines may be substituted: For great De Witt, In glorious Car does sit. [Here the governor will rise and bow to the house.] [Loud applause from the front boxes, hisses from the pit and gallery, company sing the chorus ET HO.] (i) Matchless Bigottini. The "prima donna" of the dance at the Parisian Opera. The grace, symmetry, perfection, and agility of her form and movements, appear to have made a desiderating impression on the mind of the poet-who feelingly laments, that his compatriots of Gotham never shall look upon her. While we were correcting the proof of this communication, our friend, Dr. Mitchill, came in, and, knowing his poetical taste and talents, we submitted it to his supervision. The doctor participated in the enthusiasm with which we were filled, and which will be felt by every reader of taste;-on coming, however, to this passage, he immediately produced from his pocket a letter from the Abbe Hauy, who informs him that, though we must be contented to live without the hope of seeing Bigottini in New-York, yet Mademoiselle Fanny Bias, scarcely her inferior in the divine art, has serious thoughts of making a visit to this country. After giving us this information, the doctor, in a divine fervour, seize ed the pen and gave vent to his feelings in the follow ing IMPROMPTU. Though Bigottini, Terpsichore's own daughter, BURLESQUE ADDRESS ON THE OPENING OF THE NEW PARK THEATRE, SPOKEN BY MR. OLIFF.* [Evening Post. New-York.] LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, ENLIGHTEN'D as you are, you all must know It was a woful night for us and ours; Worse than dry weather to the fields and flowers: With best of paint and canvass, lath and plaster, As an old coat, from Jennings' patent screw, Looks wiser than when young, and twice as big; Mr. Oliff is understood to be the lamplighter of the theatre. So is our new house better than its brother,- And cost three times as much, and is six inches higher. 'Tis not alone the house--the prompter's clothes New drill'd, and all extremely well behav'd- A speech-the modern mode of winning hearts, What made the good Monroe our president? And players prosper let them thank my speech- With Meigs and Adams, Mitchill and Monroe.. PRIZE PROLOGUE, WRITTEN FOR, AND SPOKEN AT THE OPENING OF THE NEW THEATRE, IN NEW-YORK, SEPT. 1, 1821. BY MR. CHARLES SPRAGUE, OF BOSTON.. When mitred zeal, in wild, unholy days, Bared his red arm, and bade the fagot blaze,. Our patriot sires the pilgrim sail unfurl'd, And freedom pointed to a rival world. Where prowled the wolf, and where the hunter rov'd, Faith rais'd her altars to the God she lov'd; Toil, linked with art, explor'd each savage wild, The forest bow'd, the desert bloom'd and smil'd; Taste rear'd her domes, fair science spread her page, The Child of Genius, catering for the Stage, Pale, bleeding Love comes weeping from the tomb, May this fair dome, in classic beauty rear'd, Here let the Guardian of the drama sit Here shall bright Genius wing his eagle flight, X Here Toil shall pause, his ponderous sledge throw by, NEW-YORK THEATRICALS. [National Advocate. New-York.] MR. COLEMAN has, last evening, changed his system of finding fault with ladies' hair and gentlemen's pantaloons, and has referred to a few subjects deserving notice, namely: the excellence of the orchestra, the inconvenience of large bonnets, and the indifference of the box keepers. As to the orchestra, it is really good; it has greatly improved, and is still capable of improvement. The large bonnets are doubly inconvenient; they conceal a pretty face, and hide a pretty actor; they, moreover, excite impertinent curiosity, and induce men to take a peep at every hazard. But I am against the white and coloured turbans, recommended by Mr. Coleman; they are too much in the style of Ali Mustapha: some faces become them, but to the generality of women, they impart a masculine character. Neither do I admire the West-India bandannas; they look too creole, or too much like the Parisian grizettes ; but while on the subject of head-dresses, Mr. Coleman may well ask me, in his usual good natured manner, "sdeath and the devil, sir, what do you like?" Why, the hair, in all its native beauty and glossy softness, turned up with a comb, and ornamented with a white or red rose; neither turban, coal skuttle bennet, nor bandannas, for me. Now, as to the box keepers, it is their duty to say, in a decided but respectful tone, "Sir, that seat is taken, and you must leave it." The Devil's Bridge, for the twenty-ninth time, attracted an overflowing house; the current of taste and fashion sets naturally and powerfully to that very bridge, which carries managers and actors safe over. Philipps was in fine voice, and in fine spirits, and gave us William Tell in his very best style; for effect it is yet more powerful than "Scots, wha ha." Mrs. Holman, who is |